The two of them stumbled out of the bar.
Noticing the heavily drunk Zhao Feiyan, Chu You assisted her towards the exit of the alley. If one were to pay close attention, they would see that Chu You's steps were unsteady.
"Swallow, where's your car?"
"I took a taxi here," Zhao Feiyan slurred, drunk.
"Alright then, let's hope we don't run into any traffic police." In a teasing tone, the two of them reached Chu You's car. He placed Zhao Feiyan in the passenger seat and got into the driver's seat himself.
"Swallow, tell me where your house is, I'll take you home," Chu You spoke, looking ahead.
Zhao Feiyan suddenly chuckled, her eyes closed, leaning against the seat, her hair disheveled, cheeks flushed, speaking incoherently.
"Chu You, just quit pretending, ok? You can't tell me you don't know where I live."
"I do?"
"You don't? Regardless, you... you just handle it tonight... I'm too dizzy to talk about it."
